He did it!
She clung on to the piece of driftwood, praying for daylight, ignoring how sore her hands were from holding onto this lifeline for so long. It has been 2 days and 2 nights since the plane she took to Atlanta crashed. She didn't know who else had survived like her. She can't even believe how she was still alive.
These thoughts were suddenly swept away when her tummy felt like someone was squeezing it like a washcloth. She's been hungry for days with no food, just water from the river to somehow quench her drying throat. Not to mention her badly wounded leg that refrained her from swimming against the current. She just can't let go.
As she was about to pass out. She heard someone afar was shouting. The voice was distant but close enough for her to make out that it was coming from a woman. She gathered her might and shouted to let her presence known.
Several hours passed and nothing. No one really came. She started to think that the voice was coming from her head. She thought she was hallucinating. Her life before the incident started flashing in front of her. The flashbacks were so clear as if it was her last time to contemplate.
She used to be this happy wife to her husband and a loving mom to her kids, not until her husband got involved with another woman. They had this messy divorce and a huge fight over their kids' custody. Now that she won against her husband and had the chance to take a break from the stressful court battles, her plane suddenly crashed. She can't help but wonder what plane her ex-husband, who happened to be an aviator, piloted that day.
Good afternoon, friends! I just can't get enough of the writing app and used it again. This time, I let it generate a prompt for me which was She clung on to the piece of driftwood, praying for daylight. I couldn't think of anything else but this! I hope it made sense to you, haha! Thank you so much for reading. Have a good rest of the day, toodles!
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ayun! Galing ne. :)